A DEAL WITH MR HEARTBREAKER

Chapter5

I stood there, thoughts drenched in a soothing finality as happiness caressed my heart like a warm wave on a sandy shore. I was just about to sign a contract with Ronan, the man who had brought some joy back into my life. He had made me smile once again; he had made me feel alive, and I truly appreciated that. He was an immaculate vision-lawyer, clad in a crisp white shirt and black trousers, sitting opposite us, his eyes darting at the document in front.

Signing my name gave me a sense of closure, almost complete. I would put an end to one chapter of my life and open another with Ronan alongside me. The lawyer's pen flashed on the paper as he finished signing, its motion mingled with a drop of black ink. "You two are legally married now," he said, his tone deep and authoritative.

I felt a rush of emotion - damn aftermath. I was so glad and so relieved that I couldn't control myself. A smile broke across my face like the sun breaking through the clouds; I saw my lips curve up in that joyful smile. It occurred when I leaned forward without quite knowing it. Our mouths bridged the distance with a tender kiss: joyful, celebratory, loving; for both of us the entire world melted, and it was only we who existed, lost in the rapture of that moment.

At the very moment our lips collided with one another, everything around us faded and all that remained was us, stranded in eternity. Ronan's lips coaxed me into the kiss before he urged his passion upon me with a very gentle intensity. When their tongues met, that tender and urgent warmth caused shivers down my spine as he glided in and out of my mouth with tender quickness.

He cupped my face with his hands, fingers treading over the contours of my cheeks, and little by little pulled me into himself. I felt like I was melting into the kiss, waves upon waves of emotion crashing over me. Ronan's mouth felt warm and demanding but smooth, as if he sensed my delicate feelings.

As if frozen in time, we heard nothing within the habitat, just the panting of our breaths in unison and the pulse of our hearts hammering. It felt surreal to realize that time itself had withdrawn, leaving the two of us suspended within our own universe. At that moment, we kissed harder, only to lose ourselves completely in the storm of rising desire for one another, engulfing each one of us whole.

A kiss that seemed like infinity: lips and tongues flowing with no end. Time seemed to have come to a halt, the entire world fading away like wax to a flame, leaving behind Ronan and I saturated in passion. It felt like we were two souls spiritually entwined in one timeless reality, hearts beating as one, love shining like a beacon in darkness.

Until Gabriel interrupted with a distinct throat clearing. The sound hammered us back down into reality like a splash of ice water. "Ahh, I think you guys should take your love to the bedroom and not display your foolishness here," he said, his voice mirthful yet mildly embarrassed.

I laughed, a sound bubbling almost uncontrollably out of my throat, finally breaking from Ronan's lips. "At least I don't cheat on people," I said, sounding somewhat undaunted, yet trying to squeeze a little humor in. Ronan's eyes twinkled; he smiled, arms wrapped around me in a comforting embrace.

The lawyer's incisive, captivating voice brought our banter to a halt. "Gabriel, Madam, you must move in with Mr. "Ronan," he said, staring death at me. I nodded with mounting excitement and responded, "Yes, very soon I'm doing that now." I proceeded to my room now, a heart filled with joy and anticipation because I was thinking about beginning a new life with Ronan.

I walked into my room, clutching my bag, tracing my fingers against the contours of the worn leather while taking out my clothes. Gently, I folded them into my traveling bag. The sound of silken rustling filled the room and calmed my frenzied thoughts. I lost all thought of reality in such a simple, systematic task. My mind drifted a thousand miles when a voice broke into the despairing silence, making me pause.

Ronan had actually said he would marry me under contract, but the voice of inquiry suspended like a challenge in the air. I laughed; the sound was more like a sigh escaping my lips, and continued to fold my clothes with agonizing slowness of motion. "Oh, I need to restart my life," my response at a whispered level said, "from one disappointment to another, one tragedy to another." I didn't know who spoke to me, but I was just replying, my words tumbling out as though a confession.

The voice instead turned icier, the subsequent words drenched by malice. "Well, I don't wish you good luck." The voice fell firm and unyielding. "I wish you problems and sterility. I wish for failure from you people. "You will never become more than me." The last two hung like a curse in the air and sent a shiver up my spine with the sound of a cold wind blowing through the room.

I swiveled around, head slowly turning, eyes scanning the room in a cocktail of curiosity and apprehension. The heavy silence enclosed the room in a miserable state; it felt like a heavy blanket draped all over everything. A shiver ran through my spine as if it had entered a draft from some corner of the room, sending cold tingles through my body.